My whole existence is being resistant
I will not listen to a world beyond repair
Bloodied, shackled in chains
Descending, impending, your doom is here
Deception, redemption
Whispers and screams
Fanning the flames to your fears
Tell me what do you seek?
Do you really want to fight with me?
Manipulation is used on the weak
For mass control
I stand at the edge of hell
Sound the alarms
I stand at the edge of hell
Sound the alarms
No masters above me
Only dirt below
You choose what to believe
But I'm not your enemy
But don't think for a second I'm afraid of you
(I see what you see, I hear what you hear)
(The wolves in sheep's clothing all deserve to die)
See what you see, I hear what you hear
The wolves in sheep's clothing all deserve to die
Deserve to die
You know where to find me
I stand at the edge of hell
Sound the alarms
I stand at the edge of hell
Sound the alarms
So don't expect me to bow the knee to the mob that hates me
I was born from the dirt
I was cut from the stone
This is a war you can't win
This is a war you can't win
This is a war you can't win
This is a war you can't win
